Missing Linc, Kori Roberts [romantic novels to read .txt] 📗

bench across from

them as Pedro poured the wine.

“You make a very nice couple,” Tomi commented, accepting the glass Pedro held out to

her. “How did you meet?”

“I stole her from Linc.” Pedro winked at her.

Linc laughed hard. “I think that”s stretching it a bit, but hey, whatever helps you sleep

at night.” He looked at Tomi. “Tracee and I dated for a while before she met Pedro,” he

explained.

“Speaking of couples,” Tracee spoke up, “Pedro told me that the two of you were

gorgeous, but I didn”t expect for you both to be so perfect. I can see why Linc likes you so

much. He has a weakness for beautiful women” — her gazed shifted to Mitch — “and men.”

To Linc, she said, “I definitely approve.”

Linc groaned and shook his head. He could always count on Tracee to say exactly what

was on her mind. Thankfully, Tomi and Mitch didn”t seem to mind, judging from their soft

laughter. “That would explain why he dated you,” Tomi told her. “You remind me of my last

girlfriend. She was so full of energy and had a great personality.” Tomi looked at her

appreciatively. “Physically, she was nowhere near as beautiful as you.”

“Thanks.” Tracee smiled. “That”s a huge compliment coming from someone who looks

like you.”

“No problem.” Tomi shrugged. “Although, I”m only stating what”s obvious.”

“I agree,” Mitch added. “When it comes to looks, Tracee, you have absolutely no reason

to worry.” Mitch looked at Pedro, who sat next to Tracee. “And you should consider yourself

very lucky to have her.”

Pedro put his arm around Tracee and placed a kiss to her temple. “Trust me, mi amigo.

I do.”

“So I hear that you”re a professor,” Tracee said to Tomi, who nodded.

“That”s really cool. I did a couple of years at the University of Miami before I came

back home. I thought about finishing up my degree here at the University of Puerto Rico,

but I can”t seem to find the time.” She looked slightly sheepish. “Besides, I love what I do for

a living.”

Tomi smiled understandingly. “A college degree is great, but it can”t replace doing

something that you”re passionate about. It sounds to me like you”ve already found your

passion.”

“What kind of work do you do?” Mitch asked.

Tracee practically beamed. “I”m a massage therapist. I work in a couple of spas at some

of the larger hotels in San Juan.”

“I love massages,” Tomi said. “It”s been way too long since I had one.”

“Oh, I highly recommend them — and not just because I do them,” Tracee added. “As

far as I”m concerned, massages are one of the best forms of therapy in the world.” “I think you”re right about that,” Mitch told her. “I encourage all the people who I train

to get regular massages. It”s great for loosening sore muscles, especially after a hard workout.”

“What kind do you specialize in?” Tomi asked.

“I do just about all of them, but my favorites are the Deep Tissue and the Trigger Point

massages.”

“If you ask me,” Pedro chimed in, looking at Tracee, “nothing compares to your Tantric

massages.”

Linc had to agree with that. He was well familiar with Tracee”s Tantric massages. He”d

experienced them on several occasions — before and after she”d started dating Pedro — and

he could attest to just how incredible they were. He felt his cock start to swell at the mere

thought of one of those sessions with Tracee.

“Isn”t that the sensual massage?” Tomi asked.

“Yes, but it”s a lot more than that,” Tracee told her. “If it”s done right, a Tantric massage

can be the most pleasurable nonsexual experience of your life.”

“Wow.” Tomi laughed. “When you put it that way, I”ll definitely have to make sure to

have one.”

“If you”d like, I”ll give you one before you leave,” Tracee offered. “Trust me; it”s like

nothing you”ve ever felt before.”

“What about right now?” Tomi asked and then hesitated. “That is, if you wouldn”t

mind.”

“Would I mind the chance to touch you for the next thirty minutes? Are you kidding

me?” Tracee”s sultry laughter rang out. “I”d love to.” She stood up and looked at Tomi. “We

both have to be completely undressed. Are you okay with that?”

“I don”t think that will be a problem.” Tomi smiled, her voice sounding soft, sexy.

Tracee returned her smile. “Good. Let me grab some towels and oil, and I”ll be right

back.” As Tracee disappeared inside the boat, Linc took a moment to survey the surrounding

waters, feeling satisfied that they were far enough away from other boats to have privacy.

The lights of the nearest boat appeared to be several hundred yards away, making it next to

impossible for the occupants to see the activities that were about to happen on their boat.

Tracee returned several minutes later, carrying a stack of towels and a bottle filled with

liquid. Linc sat transfixed, outwardly trying to hide his arousal and excitement as Tomi and

Tracee made quick work of stripping off their clothes. He looked at Pedro, then Mitch. From

the looks on their faces, it was obvious that Linc wasn”t the only one affected by the sight in

front of them.

Physically, Tracee and Tomi were as different as they were beautiful. Tracee, the taller

of the two, had full, naturally large breasts and pleasing curves with long black hair that

hung to the middle of her back. Tomi stood a few inches shorter with her perfectly

proportioned hourglass frame.

He”d been with both of them sexually, knew the pleasure they were capable of giving.

As enjoyable as sex had been with Tracee, Linc would be the first to admit that no woman

had ever made him feel like Tomi.

Tracee arranged a towel and pillows on the deck and positioned Tomi so that she lay on

her back with a pillow under her hips, her legs spread apart, and her knees slightly bent. The

built-in lights overhead provided Linc with a clear view of her exposed pussy, the folds

already wet as she waited for the massage.

“Just relax,” she encouraged Tomi. “Take slow, deep breaths.” Tomi closed her eyes,

and her chest began to rise and fall steadily as she did what Tracee instructed. “That”s good,”

Tracee said softly as she began. “This particular massage is called the Yoni massage.” Her

hands moved